Hidden Talent

Chapter: 10

Huffing in annoyance, Jack stood-up and handed the hat to a waiting McGonagall, then headed towards a empty seat next to a girl who looked full Chinese unlike him who was only half.

"Hello, I'm Cho Chang" she said in a sickly-sweet voice and smile on her face.

"Nice to meet you" Jack lied, forcing a smile on his face, he hated people who acted too happy. It just wasn't natural.

"Do you know goggles and eyeliner look sooo cute on you! How'd you pull that look off?" she asked, leaning closer. "That eyeliner-hook makes your pretty red-eyes stand-out more" she added, dreamily. Leaning in more so their noses only inches away from touching. Her half-lidded eyes glassing dreamily into his wide scarlet ones.

'AHHH! A GIRL Is flirting With ME!! GROSS! Why couldn't stuff like this happen when I still thought I was straight!?'

"Well, now we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make a announcement" Dumbledore said, unknowingly saving Jack from his fate. "This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see, Hogwarts has been chosen too host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament!" Dumbledore stated, making the hall become an uproar with whispers.

"For those of you who do not know: The Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools, for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear. If chosen, you stand alone. And trust me when I say...These contests are not for the faint-hearted" he warned the eager students.

"But more of that later. For now, please join me in welcoming, the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of magic!" he announced, gesturing to the large doors as they opened, revealing five rows of beautiful girls dressed in sky-blue French school-uniforms as they skipped down the middle of the hall "...and their Headmistress; Madam Maxime" Dumbledore said as the French-students skipped down the middle of the Hall, once they made it to the front of the hall they let out a loud sigh and magic butterfly's fluttered around them.

A woman with dark-brown hair cut in a bob, wearing a red-ish coat with a fur-collar and was about three times taller than any normal adult woman followed behind the girls, nodding politely to the students.

Once all of French beauties made it to the front of the Great-hall they bowed and that's when Jack noticed two familiar blond girls at the front; one was wearing a uniform like the others and the other, more younger girl, younger than Jack by a year or two was wearing a strange white outfit.

"Fleur? Gabrielle?" the Goth gasped upon seeing the two.

"You know then?" Cho asked, feeling jealous.

Jack looked over his shoulder at her, a large grin plastered on his pale face. "Know then? They're my cousins!" he said happily. Turning back to face Dumbledore as he started talking again.

"And now our friends from the north. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang, And their high master: Igor Karkaroff!"

The whole hall turned back to the entrance to see tall, strongly built male teens marching in, slamming their staffs on the ground, sparks flying as they connected.

They were all wearing gray military-like uniforms, some wore woolly coats and hats with it. A man with a beard, wearing a white coat came following behind them, along with the man a tall teen, much stronger-built then the others. He looked 17-18 years old and was wearing the same uniform as the other Drumstrang students, but you could tell he had authority over the others.

By the time they made it to the front or the hall, Jack was practically drooling at the sight of so many handsome men with well-built muscles and the one who had walked in with their Headmaster had a body that looked like it had been carved out of marble, it might even rival Chase's!